Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

I'll go back and have my master take another look...

"Hey? Right, where's my junior brother?"

Han Feng looked around, but couldn't find Xiao Yan.

"Senior brother, I'm here!"

Xiao Yan's cries for help came from the crater.

Because he was bound by Mu Qingluan's battle qi strands, he was unable to spread his battle qi wings, so he could only awkwardly crawl out of the volcano's crater by his body. He was now slowly moving towards the mountain peak, like a caterpillar.

Han Feng walked to the edge of the cliff and saw Xiao Yan writhing in a disheveled state. He sighed helplessly, reached out and pulled him back to safety.

"What did you do to provoke her this time?"

Xiao Yan said, feeling wronged, "No, I was just surprised by her change."

Mu Qingluan snorted lightly, completely unconcerned about Xiao Yan's accusations.

Who told you, someone who came later, to call me junior sister?

Han Feng called her junior sister because he was good-looking, had high cultivation, and even gave her a gift when they first met.

Xiao Yan didn't give her anything, yet he wants to call her "Junior Sister"? No way!

She, Mu Qingluan, is the senior disciple of the Starfall Pavilion!

"Alright, alright, it's good that everyone's alright."

Han Feng couldn't easily handle the conflict between the two.

One is a junior brother, and the other is a junior sister.

Forget it, I'll stick with my junior sister.

Han Feng downplayed the incident, and Xiao Yan didn't dare to confront Mu Qingluan. He could only silently use the Fallen Heart Flame to dry his soaked clothes.

"Clan Chief Jinshi, thank you for your hospitality. We are heading to Fenglei Pavilion to participate in the Four Directions Pavilion Grand Competition, so we will not stay any longer."

Jin Shi nodded and said respectfully, "Mr. Han, you are welcome to visit Tianmu Mountain Range anytime you have the time. Our Gold-Eating Rat Clan will always welcome you."

Chapter 317 Sifang Pavilion Conference

Fenglei Mountain Range.

Located in the area of ​​the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's main building, bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking the silver-branched mountain ridge and leaving behind a variety of lightning marks, adding a domineering and magnificent aura to this mountain range that already stored a large amount of lightning energy.

At this time, there was still nearly a month before the start of the Four Directions Pavilion Grand Competition. However, many cultivators from other regions had already settled in the main city outside the Wind and Thunder Mountains, ready to step onto the Wind and Thunder Pavilion at any time and meet with a group of young prodigies.

To qualify for a spot on the Four Directions Pavilion stage, one must be under thirty years old and have a cultivation level of at least a three-star Dou Huang.

Such a cultivator is already considered a genius, and even among the major sects, he would be a rising star.

Han Feng led Xiao Yan and the others to the depths of the Wind and Thunder Mountains, where they chose a place with abundant thunder energy for pre-match training.

"The power of thunder is a rather violent force. Getting used to it beforehand will help you perform better in the competition."

Xiao Yan looked curiously at the silver lightning giant trees around him. In the Thunder Mountain Range, it was rare to see such lush greenery; all the plants were these, imbued with a strong aura of lightning.

"Senior brother, how do we adapt to the power of lightning?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"It's very simple."

Han Feng glanced at the bolt of lightning gathering in the sky, then pulled it over with a single move and slammed it directly onto Xiao Yan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xiao Yan let out a scream, his body trembled violently, and his hair instantly became fluffy.

"Just get used to it gradually."

Xiao Yan opened his mouth, and a wisp of black smoke finally emerged from it.

"Senior brother... could you give me some time to prepare next time?"

Han Feng nodded.

"The next one is coming, get ready."

"No? So fast?"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck again, and Xiao Yan screamed once more.

"Qingluan, it's your turn."

Han Feng did not show favoritism.

"Senior brother, I can do it myself."

Mu Qingluan was somewhat afraid of the lightning in Han Feng's hand. She gritted her teeth and flew into the sky, using her powerful battle qi to draw in the lightning in the air to temper her body.

Seeing this, Han Feng did not insist. Qingluan was now a Dou Zong, and even without undergoing Thunder Body Tempering, her chances of winning in the Four Directions Pavilion were quite high.

So Han Feng turned to Xiao Yan and said, "Junior brother, let's continue."

"No, senior brother, I can't take it anymore!"

Xiao Yan quickly waved his hand in protest.

Han Feng took out a pill and flicked it into Xiao Yan's mouth. Then he grabbed Xiao Yan and prepared to give him special training.

night.

Han Feng threw Xiao Yan into the medicinal bath to recover. In the pool, Xiao Yan's limbs twitched from time to time, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock of the thunder.

"Junior brother, you have good talent, but it's a pity that your physique is a bit weak. If you want to advance to the Dou Zong level in the future, you will have to suffer no less than you have now."

Han Feng unleashed the Nine Dragons Thunderfire from his hand, which condensed into a thunder clone beside him.

"For the next month, let him continue to train by your side. This is a rare opportunity to make a name for himself, and you are now representing your teacher's disciple in the battle."

Xiao Yan nodded while soaking in the pool.

"Senior brother, I will not bring shame to the Starfall Pavilion or our teacher."

Han Feng smiled lightly: "Just do your best. The reputation of Starfall Pavilion is not so easily lost."

The following day, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er and left the Fenglei Mountains, heading northwest.

"Teacher, where are we going now?"

Lin Xian'er asked.

"Go take a trip to the Northern Wilderness. I remember there are a few hidden places there where some spiritual herbs are kept."

The Northern Wilderness is a relatively desolate place in the northern part of the Central Continent, sparsely populated, with only some highly resistant magical beasts surviving there.

In his previous life, Han Feng traveled across the continent, traversing the entire wilderness and finding some treasures.

Although those treasures are of little use to Han Feng now, they can be left for Xian'er to use.

Moreover... another purpose of this trip is to find the treasure left behind by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.

A mysterious map appeared in Han Feng's mind; it was something he had obtained after refining ninety percent of the Demon Saint's essence blood.

Although the map does not explicitly indicate the location, the puppets have discovered several similar locations over the past two years.

Among them is the Great Wilderness of the Northern Region.

Unfortunately, the map exists in a special form. To find the exact location of the treasure, he needs to go there in person and then rely on the mysterious map in his mind to locate it.

Han Feng led Lin Xian'er to the entrance of the wasteland. There was a dividing line here. Going north would lead to the wasteland. There were also signs along the roadside reminding people to bring enough help and to be careful of monster attacks.

These obstacles were naturally no problem for Han Feng, and those below could only look on with envy when they saw the powerful figure flying through the air.

A Dou Zong level expert can travel anywhere without difficulty.

Only those who have reached the Dou Zong level can enjoy such an honor in Zhongzhou.

A Dou Huang might be considered a strongman in other places, but in Zhongzhou he is only an ordinary expert.

Following his memory, Han Feng planned his route and first went to several places where special medicinal herbs grew, where he picked them.

The wasteland had few plants, but it wasn't entirely devoid of spiritual plants. Moreover, plants that could grow in such harsh conditions were rarely seen elsewhere, making them even rarer. However, due to the passage of time, some spiritual plants seemed to have already been consumed by magical beasts or harvested by other treasure hunters, so Han Feng only obtained a portion of the treasures from his memories.

After gathering the medicinal herbs, Han Feng took Lin Xian'er to a poisonous swamp. This kind of place is quite unique in the wilderness, as the toxicity accumulated over a long period of time cannot be imitated by simply combining poisonous herbs.

Lin Xian'er used the poisonous gas in this place to cultivate and successfully advanced to the level of an eight-star Dou Zong.

She had already reached this critical point, spent some time cultivating in the Tianmu Mountains searching for poisonous herbs, and now that she has come to the Poison Swamp, a breakthrough is a natural outcome.

While Lin Xian'er was cultivating, Han Feng was not idle either. He released his soul clone and quickly searched the Northern Wilderness. Unfortunately, he did not find the location on the map. Instead, he found a few rare spiritual herbs, but this was not enough to make Han Feng happy.

"Let's go back."

Han Feng returned to the Poison Swamp and looked at Lin Xian'er, who had already completed her breakthrough, and said...

"Teacher, are you looking for something?"

Lin Xian'er asked.

Han Feng nodded.

"Unfortunately, we couldn't find it; we'll have to look elsewhere."

"Then I'll help the teacher find it!"

Lin Xian'er said.

"Forget it, it's just something ephemeral anyway, we can't let it distract us from our important business."

Han Feng waved his hand, declining Lin Xian'er's suggestion.

If you can't find so many puppets, what can you, a little girl, do?

Moreover, no one knows what's on the map left by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint. If there's any danger, that would be bad.

The puppet doesn't matter; it can be destroyed if it's destroyed. But if something happens to Lin Xian'er, Han Feng will definitely be affected.

"Let's go, the Four Directions Pavilion Conference should be starting soon, we can't be late."

Han Feng led Lin Xian'er towards the direction of Fenglei Pavilion.

In the Fenglei Mountains, at the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion, a group of young people stepped onto the mountain gate. Their faces were full of vigor, and they seemed to have full confidence in themselves, wanting to show their skills in the upcoming competition and make a name for themselves in Zhongzhou.

At the foot of the mountain, a dense crowd of enthusiastic visitors lined up to come and see the Four Directions Pavilion Tournament. Here, they could not only witness the strongest prodigies from various forces, but also admire the demeanor of a Dou Zun powerhouse.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of opportunity wouldn't exist!

The reason this event is being held in the Northern Region is because the winner of the last Four Directions Pavilion Tournament was the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.

If Starfall Pavilion wins this time, the next tournament will be held in the Southern Region.

Although this matter, which spans the entire Central Continent, is not as authoritative as the Dantadan Association, it is still a rare and significant event in the Central Continent.

After Han Feng and Lin Xian'er arrived, they did not go up the mountain directly, but instead went deep into the Fenglei Mountains to search for Xiao Yan and Mu Qingluan.

Boom! Boom!

The Fenglei Mountains are perpetually covered in lightning, so the sight of lightning falling from the sky did not attract the attention of the Fenglei Pavilion.

Xiao Yan used the heavenly lightning to temper his body on the mountain peak. Now that he had begun to adapt to the lightning, his upper body was bare-chested, and his muscular body reflected streaks of lightning.

"Lei Li Duck Neck!"

Xiao Yan let out a loud shout and charged straight at a bolt of lightning in the sky. Boom!

The fist, flashing with fire and lightning, actually shattered a bolt of lightning.

What is he shouting?

Lin Xian'er looked puzzled.

Han Feng shook his head and flew towards Xiao Yan, who was in high spirits.

"Junior brother."

Xiao Yan was taken aback and turned to look at Han Feng.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Ah."